The Mindfill

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Slowly their dreams stopped and their prayers dried,And one day, long after the songs had died,They met others like them, from far off distant lands.And in their communion, they found meaning again.And together, they set out to build a new world.

Sunday, May 28, 2017

"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain."-Roy Batty, Blade Runner (1982)

Sunday, May 21, 2017

" And even when the external world has granted all it can, there still remain the searchings of the mind and the longings of the heart.” _ Arthur C. ClarkeReading Childhood's End and listening to Johann Johannsson's ethereal music for Arrival has me reminiscing those trips to the mountains for some reason. Those grand stone edifices hold some sort of truth in them. Something to say about time and its passing. Something primal, something mythical and something probably beyond the understanding of a single life time.

Saturday, May 20, 2017

The word 'outsider' has a certain turgid charm to it. The man who came in from the cold, a force of nature, who became an agent of change. We love to romanticise the alien. Cos its a respite for our mundane media fatigued brain.

True isolation is when you become an outsider to your self. When your mind simply can't understand itself and begins to distend and distort. Eventually it fractions itself and the part carrying you keeps itself away from the part that's truly you.

I guess all the art in the world is created as an attempt to bridge those fractions of ourselves. Strangely enough though, through someone else's music every once in a while you catch a glimpse of yourself. One outsider helping another.

Saturday, May 13, 2017

Isn't it strange when you meet someone after a really long time you are surprised by how they appear. Not just how they 'look' but also who they have become as a person. A sea of change has come to pass since your last impression of them. It takes time yet slowly but surely this new image of that person comes to rest itself upon your mind and you forget the old one. Like an OS updating itself in your memory.

And then as time goes by, one fine afternoon, under totally unrelated circumstances, you catch yourself thinking of that person. And by virtue of some glitch in your mind's recollection mechanism you remember him/her as they were all those years ago. And with such vigour that too. You hear their old voice, peculiar speech inflection, their old character tics, the way they used to hold themselves and even the way they used to smell. All those things which you thought time would never change but did in some way.And for a moment you relive that.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Yday was International Batman Day. Away from all the comic book frenzy,
here in a hospital, my friend's dad undergoes chemotherapy. My friend
does her best to deal with everything that comes with it. Another friend
of mine lost his dad and his pet dog recently. His battles oscillate
between depression and alcoholism everyday. Then there are those, whose
stories I do not know. Friends from broken homes, with broken hearts,
bartering their soul everyday for anything to feel alive
again. Yday was International Batman Day. And this I dedicate to my
brave friends.To the Dark Knight in them. To that silent resilient
spirit who guards the dark street corners of the Gotham cities within
all of us.

Sunday, July 17, 2016

The irony of memory is that it is created from scratch with each recall. Hastily slapped together from sensory recollections. Eventually your memory becomes a mere caricature, a glorified shadow of the real thing. And the greater irony is that you'll never know when that happens.

Today the psychologist told me that I have dysthymia. A mild form of depression.

Even if you sorta-kinda know you might have the thing, it's still a strange feeling when your doc actually diagnoses you of depression. But then it's also a relief. Now you know what you gotta deal with and go about your life. You aren't damaged. You've just made a risk assessment and are now improving your system's mainframe.

Sunday, April 24, 2016

"The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real ... for a moment at least ... that long magic moment before we wake." - G.R.R.Martin ____________________________________________________________________Kudoclasm: When Lifelong Dreams Are Brought Down to Earth

Saturday, April 23, 2016

There
exists, for everyone, a sentence - a series of words - that has the
power to destroy you. Another sentence exists, another series of words,
that could heal you. If you're lucky you will get the second, but you
can be certain of getting the first.” ― Philip K. Dick ______________________________________________________________________________Adronitis: n. frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone,wishing instead that you could start twith sharing your deepest secrets first and then work your way out over time to the casual banter.

about.

Hi,I am a freelance illustrator and animator. I love films, painting, sketching, literary fiction, renaissance sculptures, dance and a little bit of martial arts. When I get some time off, I make short films loaded with subtext. ;) .